Something makes sense, now.

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Remember the vid, on Neanderthals?  Right.  And the notions that they had huge lungs, a trait I share?  Well, regardless if this is due to genetic connections, there has always been a problem, for me.  Having huge lungs is great.  But, without a big nose by which to carburate air?  I choke, often.  I NEED more air.  Always have.  Always felt like if my nose just had bigger inlets life would be better.  And it would be.  I've got a smaller, for my size almost delicate, nose.

Yes.  That came to me earlier in the day.  It always feels blocked up, even when it plainly isn't.  And things like vick's, while it helps in some ways, it doesn't help nearly enough.  A bit late in life for a consideration, but if I was younger, I would have considered altering my nose so as to bring in more air.

Though, only if they could have enlarged the nasal passages as well.  Why get a bigger nose, if it doesn't mechanically function to obtain more air?  But, if it did?  Oh, that would have been glorious!  I have always wanted more air.  Always.  More so with a bad heart, and other organs.  In high school, the longest I could run, competitively, was the 880.  I could run a mile, but was always the absolute last.  Not fast enough for the hundred or two twenty yard dashes, but the 440 and 880 were... roughly my area.  If I could have had more air, I could have been more competitive, I think.

Now, as to being Neanderthal?  I would say, probably.  I don't have any of their looks.  But my bone density, lung capacity, general hardiness, even thick skin (literally, and phenomenal healing ability on skin scraped nearly to the bone is crazy nice).  Well, and I skidded on my face first, didn't even lose a patch from there.  Oddly.  Yes, thirty miles an hour, tossed to my temple, on paving, then rolling three times, without gear?  Hearty, to be certain.  Hardy?  Hearty?  Both?  :p

Oh, and remember the five minutes, out of the raft, in flood waters... in a wall to wall class 5 1/2 whitewater incident?  Well, and the rest.  I wasn't always in on dying, or what should have been dying.  Rolling with boulders, as a younger man, down a mountainside.  Lots of things.  Crazy stuff.

I just wonder, I really do.  But I sure would like more air, if I... don't care for the look.  Meh.  For more air, I'd sacrifice looks.  Not that I'm... handsome to start though.  *grins*  Ugly brute, but I'm comfortable with it.  Just thought I'd... mention my thoughts.  Crazy, what we could be.  Later.